On A Sunday Mornin'...
May. 3rd, 2009 08:17 amIt has occured to me (bringing alarm) that I haven't been to church in a month. This is hardly my fault, of course- we were in the mountains, or Atlanta, and we did got to church at the beach a few weeks back- but I still feel bad. On the plus side, I am leaving for church today in a few hours provided my sister isn't radically ill, so that's good. I've missed it.
I like my church. I'm Presbyterian, which can basically be summed up as "Will YOU be on the nominating committee to nominate those who will nominate those to be among the saved?"
(Man, i have been waiting for months to use that joke... And of course it sucks.)
The only problem with my church, really, is that they cannot sing gospel to save their lives. They sing it like they're singing in Latin, and I feel the need to stand up and scream "GOSPEL DOES NOT WORK THAT WAY," but of course I don't. The choir directors are very nice people. But gospel... That, I think, is what church is to me: gospel music and stained glass windows. Those are the things that make me feel close to God (well, them and the Appalachians). Our church has nice stained glass windows, but it really needs help with the gospel.
I like my church. I'm Presbyterian, which can basically be summed up as "Will YOU be on the nominating committee to nominate those who will nominate those to be among the saved?"
(Man, i have been waiting for months to use that joke... And of course it sucks.)
The only problem with my church, really, is that they cannot sing gospel to save their lives. They sing it like they're singing in Latin, and I feel the need to stand up and scream "GOSPEL DOES NOT WORK THAT WAY," but of course I don't. The choir directors are very nice people. But gospel... That, I think, is what church is to me: gospel music and stained glass windows. Those are the things that make me feel close to God (well, them and the Appalachians). Our church has nice stained glass windows, but it really needs help with the gospel.